Wang Baoyu took out three pieces of silver from the cloth bag very painfully, and handed it to You Heng, You Heng gave up his hand again and again, grateful, he had long been fed up with the poor and scoundrel life here, and now he has a chance to be relieved, and the joy in his heart is beyond words, and even shed two tears.

Wang Baoyu's mood was extremely depressed, he finally got fifty taels of silver, but before he got home, it became more than a dozen taels, and the cost of being a good person is really not ordinarily high.

You Heng, who was entangled in funding, was in a very good mood, and he was excited to drink and sing at the same time. Although I can't understand the content of the lyrics, I have to say that You Heng's songs have a kind of magic, and the melody is ups and downs, giving people a sense of being in a grand battlefield.

After You Heng finished singing, Wang Baoyu also had an idea in his heart, and hugged his fists and said: "Brother You, you are extraordinary in music, and the younger brother has a reluctant request, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

"I have received favor from you, but it is okay to speak." You Heng said nonchalantly.

"Can you teach me some tunes, it's too boring these days." Wang Baoyu said with a bitter face, he is also the truth, in this place, there is no Internet, no TV, no mobile phone, no MP3, not even a radio, of course, even if there is, it is nonsense, there is no radio!

"The way of music and rhythm, from the heart, from the throat, into the law, seems complicated, but in fact it is not difficult, the palace business angle is a feather, and the change is always a matter of feelings." You Heng talked eloquently, quite proudly.

Seeing that Wang Baoyu looked like a duck listening to thunder and couldn't understand it at all, You Heng hesitated, but still took out something from his arms, which was a crumpled white cloth, and reluctantly handed it to Wang Baoyu, and said at the same time: "This is my experience, you can slowly comprehend it." ”

Wang Baoyu unfolded it and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded, there were a bunch of circles and forks painted on it, and there were some signs of palace merchants and horns, like a book from heaven, and they had no clue at all.

"What is this?"

"Well, I'll tell you." You Heng seemed to sigh at Wang Baoyu's ignorance, got up and came over, but also explained patiently.

Through Guò Youheng's explanation, Wang Baoyu gradually understood that Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu is equivalent to the modern Dolai Mi Zi, but it lacks hair and west, and it is a pentatonic scale. And the circle fork is the beat, that is, the drum beat.

Wang Baoyu is already smart, a little thorough, through Guò You Heng's explanation, but a rough understanding of music knowledge. You Heng said conceitedly: "Although my tunes are not as good as the sound of heaven, they are also rare in the world. ”

Wang Baoyu nodded with a smile and asked, "Brother You, I can also sing, how about you guide me?" ”

"Oh? You will too, and sing it to me. Although You Heng didn't believe in Wang Baoyu's ability, he was still interested and nodded.

"The big girl is beautiful, the big girl Lang, the big girl got into the green gauze tent...... Lang Ya Lang, look at your stupid appearance, it really makes me angry enough! Wang Baoyu tore away the broken gong voice, straightened his neck and sang a country ballad loudly, singing and singing to think of the past time, but also sang this song tactfully and smoothly.

By the time Wang Baoyu finished singing a song, You Heng had already been stunned, and it took a long time to scratch his ears and cheeks in disbelief: "This rhythm is quite peculiar, and there are two notes that have never been heard of. ”

"Hey, that's good, right?" Wang Baoyu asked proudly.

"Good songs, good words, spicy and warm, like immersive!" You Heng was amazed again and again, but I didn't expect him to be avant-garde and accept bold and amorous contemporary songs.

Just as Wang Baoyu was secretly proud, You Heng poured a basin of cold water on his head with a word, "It's a pity that your voice is rough and your expression is obscene, you really ruined a good song, and you didn't sing the artistic conception of the song at all." ”

No way! What is the meaning that a dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth, you deserve no one to ask for it! Wang Baoyu kept cursing the poisonous tongue You Heng in his heart, he was also a good singer of karaoke in contemporary times, and he was also a judge of the Song Grand Prix, and when he came to You Heng, he basically became a mud.

Wang Baoyu was helpless, who didn't scold when you saw it, but he couldn't help but defend himself: "Singing is a pastime, how to sing the artistic conception?" I can't always stand and compare and show and hide cats with lovers, right? ”

You Heng couldn't understand Wang Baoyu's words, but still asked, "But there are other songs, why don't you sing them too?" ”

"Let's have a melodious one!" Wang Baoyu smiled evilly and said, "I promise you have never heard of it!" ”

"Good!"

"In the garden late at night, it is quiet everywhere, and the leaves no longer sing softly, how good the night is, how hearty it is, ...... in this quiet night" Wang Baoyu adjusted his breath and sang the popular Russian song "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow" by modern people.

The tune was melodious and tactful, You Heng was completely stupid, showing a fascinated expression, and then hummed along with Wang Baoyu, and after Wang Baoyu sang four parts of a song, You Heng was able to hum the melody, showing his extraordinary musical talent.

"Brother Baoyu, you Heng admires it so much." The arrogant You Heng finally lowered his head and bowed to Wang Baoyu very respectfully.

"Hehe, good things are going to be shared with everyone." Wang Baoyu said vaguely.

"It's wonderful, the melody is short, but it's full of variety, changing the key one by one and then subtly retracting at the end. Every turn is unexpected, but it's natural and decent! It's wonderful! You Hengwu hummed excitedly and repeatedly, although he couldn't understand the lyrics, he still pestered Wang Baoyu to teach him a few more times until he was familiar with it.

"In the garden late at night, quietly ...... everywhere" You Heng sang Wang Baoyu's "Night on the Outskirts of Moscow", carrying the silver taels given by Wang Baoyu, and went to Hanzhong overnight to join his best friend Zuo Ci.

When Wang Baoyu returned to the guest room, it was already late at night, the moon was faint, only a few stars remained, there were two beds in the room, and the well-fed Huoya had fallen asleep and snored slightly.

Huoya slept very deeply tonight, and was not woken up, probably because of the wine, today for Huoya, there is wine and meat, open belly to eat, undoubtedly the most wonderful time in her life, still smash her mouth twice in her sleep, as if she is tasting something delicious.

In the quiet night, the bright starry sky, Wang Baoyu's heart rose homesickness again, and he couldn't sleep for a long time, he got up and lit the oil lamp, and by the dim light, spread out the music score that You Heng gave him, and sank his mind into it.

Knock knock! Smack! Knock knock! Bang Bang Bang! According to the rhythm sign of the circle and fork on the score, Wang Baoyu gently tapped the head of the bed with his hand, and he was happy for a while.

The sound of Wang Baoyu tapping on the head of the bed, through the window lattice, gradually spread into the distance, and also magically passed through time and space......